How
you
shared
your
life
with
us
and
your
death
a
glimpse
into
that
incredible
freedom
that
was
yours --
that
was
You.
How
I
loved
your
openness
nothing
hidden
nothing
secret
nothing
personal
with
you
everything
was
in
plain
sight
for
all
to
see.
Not
the
aloofness
of
the
enlightened
man
who
has
to
hide
his
secrets,
you
so
accessible
giving
all
the
time.
Even
your
rage
was
a
gift
your
curses
blessings
your
eccentricities
held
only
joy.
How
unpredictable
you
were
from
soft
to
hard
in
a
flash.
How
natural
everything
about
you
your
every
movement
a
fluid
gesture
of
grace.
How
we
wanted
to
understand
your
secret
openness
without
dying
ourselves.
Always
we
knew
if
we
got
too
close
to
you
we
would
be
incinerated
in
your
fire.
You
never
held
anything
back
from
us
and
we
were
tortured
by
our
fear
of
your
Love
that
was
so
complete
that
if
we
once
let
go
for
a
split
instant
we
would
never
be
again,
why
we
were
drawn
to
you
over
and
over
again
when
there
was
only
death
for
us
at
the
end
of
that
dark
tunnel.